Elimination Chamber: Neske Alapo Vs. Gabbie Desjardin Vs. Etzlicoatl Vs. Serina Kashibara Vs. Akiha Kosha Vs. Belinda Northman

Before Serina could recover much, Akiha was already yanking her up to her feet. Still pretty disoriented, she couldn't muster up very much resistance as the Japanese wrestler heaved her up into the air and threw her over the ropes. With a cry of panic, Serina went flying down and crashing onto the hard metal panel below.

"GAHHHH...!"Gasping out in pain, the dirty blonde lay sprawled out, writhing in agony and cursing under her breath.

"Buuuuuhhh!"

Gabbie was in mid air when Etzlicoatl pulled her knees in. Gabbie folded across them before rolling off. Clutching her stomach, she was left helpless for the young Mexican's assault. "Ghh!" She grunted as Etzlicoatl pulled on her arm and sat on her back, positioning herself to pull on Gabbie's chin. The blonde was put in a rather uncomfortable position but as the adrenaline began to pump through her to begin her break out attempt, she noticed that the pressure wasn't too great. The pain she felt was still mostly from the knees to the gut.

However, despite not being in serious pain from the hold, Gabbie's head would throb from Etzlicoatl's nonsense. The girl just seemed to want to hear herself talk. "Shuuut. Uppp." Gabbie growled. She threw her free arm forward and tried to curl her legs under her so she could begin the slow process of trying to stand up with the lightweight Etzlicoatl still clinging to her.

After her sudden offensive, Neske felt… good. In fact, she was starting to feel bad at how good it felt. A part of her was not happy that she was getting sucked into this psychotic subculture of professional fighters, but at that particular moment, a much greater part of her was just happy to give that smug bitch a bit of her own medicine. True, outside the ring Akiha could be like another person, with humility and compassion, but inside the ring she was consistently brutal and condescending to Neske, and right now that's where they were.

Scrambling to her feet, Neske decided to start learning from her previous matches and grabbed one of Akiha's arms to hoist the Japanese woman to her feet. It's true Neske didn't have a plan once they were both standing, but she was caught up in her own fire too much to really seem to mind right now. "C'mon, boss," she smugly taunted, "show me what you've got."

"--and so at last, you begin to comprehend the futility of striving against those chosen by Our Flayed Lord, who WHAT ARE YOU DOING."

Etzli had perhaps not expected Gabbie to have the strength that she did - another sign of her vast and legendary hubris. That strength, combined with the Nahuatl's size, meant it was entirely possible for Gabbie to just stand up in the hold, leaving Etzli hanging upside down off her arm and kicking her legs wildly in an attempt to maintain her balance.

"NO," she shrieked. "Unhand me, you spawn of a lesser god! I wasn't finished explaining my strategy!"

She was still hanging on, but the hold was now about as effective as harsh language. Possibly slightly less so, since harsh language could at least theoretically hurt Gabbie's feelings.

Akiha was mad and anger like she had never been before. What Neske had done had really gotten on her nerves but the person on her mind was still Serina. Though the attack she had taken was a brutal one, the Japanese wrestler was still fresh and had a lot left in her, it would take more than a single attack like that to keep her down.

The raven hair wrestler didn't say a word as she was hoisted up while Neske spoke. Instead, Akiha would attempt a low blow with her right arm. “I said this was personal. Get in my way again when I'm dealing with Serina and I will get in the way between you and Hisui. Understand?” ask Akiha in a threatening tone. If her low blow was successful, she would then attempt to grab Neske just like how she had grabbed Serina and attempt to throw her out of the ring and right on top of the wrestler she had just previously thrown.

Neske shook with pain, both physical and emotional, as Akiha followed up a literal low blow with a much more painful figurative one. That wasn't to say the heavy-handed shot to the groin didn't hurt, Neske's nether regions seem to have been a favorite target of nearly all the girls in this match, and the stinging at this point was enough to make tears well up in her eyes as she quietly squealed in pain. But Akiha's threat was what really got to her, the threat to take this outside the ring and interfere with the one thing that seemed to be keeping Neske happy. It was almost enough to get Neske to submit then and there, just to be on the safe side. But, ultimately, she figured it would be easy enough to listen to Akiha's wishes, for now, and let them have their little feud. If Akiha wanted to take psycho-bitch out of commission, all the better.

Of course, that was easier said than done as Akiha promptly lifted Neske into the air and got her between the two of them in the most literal sense of her own volition. With a heave, Neske was sent flying through the air and on top of Serina once more. Neske was that much more thankful for her fleshy landing pad (and felt that much more sorry for Serina) as the impact against the significantly more painful metal flooring was dulled by her opponent's limp body. "We really need to stop meeting like this," Neske chuckled between labored breaths, as she tried to work up the strength to get up and out of there.

For what was the third time now(?), Serina was hit with a Neske projectile, emitting a loud cry of pain as the smaller girl crashed down ontop of her. Gasping and panting, the dirty blonde didn't even have the energy to do much about it this time, laying flat on the metal surface with the other girl right on top of her.

"F-fuck... you..." she wheezed out, before letting out a long groan.

Gabbie managed to stand up and was now hunched over with Etzlicoatl dangling off her. The absurdity of it all was not lost on Gabbie who had a deep blush on her face, embarrassed for the both of them. "Shut. UP!' She barked again. "This is a fight. No one cares about whatever you're talking about!" The Canadian kickboxer huffed and then glanced back at Etzlicoatl.

Gabbie stood up straight and used her hands to keep Etzlicoatl in place and then shuffled towards one of the turnbuckles. Panting from the exertion, she would then try and swing the young Mexican into the corner and crash her against the turnbuckles. Hopefully that would at least dislodge her from Gabbie.

Etzlicoatl had a fairly solid retort for all of this, which she was heavily relying on because, despite appearances, she was mostly talking in order to stall until she could figure out how to turn this situation to her advantage. Even as Gabbie huffed in frustration, the little Mexican's legs were already snaking around her shoulder, apparently looking to set her up for an armbar.

Neither the retort nor the armbar was going to happen, though, because a moment later Gabbie marched past Akiha and swung Etzli into the turnbuckle like she was hitting one of those carnival games with a sledgehammer.

"WAUGH," Etzli shrieked, an instant before she ricocheted off the turnbuckle and flopped to the mat. She clutched her head in dizzied pain, grabbing onto the ropes with her other hand and trying to get upright and recover before any advantages could be seized off her.

Akiha had managed to pull off a successful counterattack before throwing Neske towards Serina like a canon ball. She couldn't just understand what was going through Neske's head. Every time someone was about to take down Serina, Neske would seem to come to her rescue. This made no sense and was starting to piss her off as Serina had done a large number on Neske. Yet it seemed her attack and threat had worked as she saw the red head trying to get off her target.

While that was happening, Akiha would make her way to the corner and climb it. She would wait for Neske to get out of the way. Once Serina was wide open, the Japanese wrestler would jump off the turnbuckle and attempt a brutal two leg stomp right on top of Serina chest. It was a high flying move that did a lot of damage but didn't have too much risk associated with it, as if she missed, she would land on her feet.